Under My Bed

Now my eyes are wide open
Now that every thing's been stolen
And I'm here to get it back from you
See I ain't wasting no more time
Gotta take back whats mine
What else am i suppose to do

Here I am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door
You should be knocking
But there it goes
I got nothing to show for
Except pictures i posed for
But i keep them in a box under my bed

I told you time and again
That you'd never win
I told you time and again
But you keep doing the same old things
When i thought you would change
I told you time and again

Here i am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door
You should be knocking
But there it goes
I got nothing to show for
Except pictures i posed for
But i keep them in a box under my bed

Oh, ooooo, oh oh
Ooooo, oh oh
Ooooo, oh oh

Oh, ooooo, oh oh
Ooooo, oh oh
Ooooo, oh oh

Here i am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door
There it goes
I got nothing to show for
Except the pictures i posed for

Oh, ooooo, oh oh
Ooooo, oh oh
Ooooo, oh oh

Here i am
With my heart on the floor
And my love out the door
You should be knocking
But there it goes
I got nothing to show for
Except pictures i posed for
But i keep them in a box under my bed